I traverse America, using holy light to quell American terror!

Pegham School, Grade 12B class during recess.

Mark, the bad boy, was sitting in his seat, propping his chin up with his hand.

He stared blankly at Maria, who was sitting to his left.

Because he wanted to get revenge on those three freaks.

Yesterday, Mark, through a friend's introduction,

They found a Gypsy sorceress who was said to have some skills.

There, they learned several ways to deal with them.

Thinking of this, Mark subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the small paper package he was holding in his hand.

He recalled the terrifying Gypsy sorceress from yesterday and what she had said.

The Gypsy shaman said that if possible, it would be best to obtain the other person's personal belongings.

Even a single strand of hair would be fine.

In this way, it can be given to the Gypsy sorceress, who can then perform remote magic.

But if there's no other option, then this packet of powder will be the only thing we can use.

According to that Gypsy sorceress, blowing this packet of powder towards those freaks...

It can make them feel unparalleled pain.

"I don't know if it will work well."

Mark muttered something softly.

Then he immediately imagined those freaks crying their eyes out.

But the next second, he suddenly thought:

"That's not right. Although this would allow us to get revenge on them..."

But if those freaks recover, won't I be the one who suffers?

Somewhat frustrated, Mark muttered a curse in annoyance.

He casually tossed the small paper packet into his desk.

"Or, should we just forget about it?"

But the thought had barely formed in his mind when Mark remembered the harsh words he had spoken to Maria the day before.

This made him subconsciously feel quite embarrassed.

"Damn it, what do I do?"

Just as Mark was feeling restless,

Alessa, expressionless, suddenly appeared at the classroom door.

She stared at Mark sitting in the back row of the classroom and gently knocked on the open classroom door.

Thump, thump, thump.

A series of slow, deliberate knocks sounded on the door.

The students still in the classroom all looked towards the door upon hearing the sound.

Maria and Mark were naturally among them.

Maria, who was playing with the Naaru keepsake, saw that it was Aresa who had arrived.

She immediately lowered her head instinctively, afraid that Mark would take his anger out on her.

Meanwhile, Mark, who was standing to the side, met Alessa's gaze...

Startled, he trembled and muttered to himself:

Why is this guy here?

Mark, realizing what was happening,

He quickly pulled the small paper packet from his desk and clutched it tightly in his hand.

He forced himself to remain calm and met Alessa's gaze.

Seeing this, Aresa gave Mark a faint smile.

Then she reached out her hand and slowly beckoned to him with her finger.

The other students in the class, seeing this,

Following Alessa's gaze, everyone looked at Mark sitting in the back row.

His eyes were filled with incomprehension and confusion.

Realizing he was being watched, Mark felt even more strongly that he couldn't back down!

Otherwise, others will definitely laugh at us.

The next second, a screeching sound of scraping against the tables and chairs rang out.

Mark suddenly stood up from his seat.

He walked slowly toward Alessa, who was standing in front of the door, with his two slightly trembling legs.

Mark put his right hand into his pocket.

He gripped the small paper package tightly.

This is all he has left to rely on!

Mark, forcing himself to remain calm, managed to squeeze out a few words from his throat as he stood at the door:

What do you need?

Aresa looked up at Mark and said with a smile:

"No rush, let's talk outside."

Upon hearing that he was to be taken out, Mark's eyes immediately filled with panic:

"No...can't we just say it here?"

"I think it's best to go out and talk about it."

Aresa tilted her head, chuckled softly, and murmured:

"It might make you lose face here."

The other students in the classroom couldn't hear the conversation between the two.

But they were all captivated by Aresa's adorable appearance.

The students couldn't help but exclaim in admiration and ask questions:

"Wow, what a cute little girl! Is she Mark's sister?"

"How could that be? Mark is so ugly, she might be a relative of Mark's."

"She's so cute! I wish I had a little sister like that!"

Mark, standing in front of Alessa, heard the commotion behind him...

He nervously swallowed and said:

"Okay... fine, I'll go out with you."

Aresa nodded slightly upon hearing this.

Then, he took Mark, who looked nervous, and they left the classroom together.

However, after Mark left the classroom...

He immediately saw two other little girls staring at him with a mischievous grin.

For a moment, Mark felt a slight chill run down his spine.

He muttered to himself:

"With so many people here, they probably won't do anything too outrageous to me..."

Lost in thought, Mark followed behind Alessa and the other two.

They arrived together in the corridor, at a secluded corner.

Looking at the rather quiet surroundings, Mark could no longer hold back.

He hurriedly and excitedly asked:

"What exactly do you want...?"

However, Mark hadn't finished speaking.

A faint glint of inky blackness instantly appeared in his eyes.

He stood there, unresponsive, like a puppet on strings.

Meanwhile, Alessa, who had used mind control,

He frowned and said softly to Samara and Emma:

"He didn't do it. I went through some of his memories, and there were no corresponding images in them."

Samara frowned upon hearing this, and said with some confusion:

"Could it be that it's hidden too well, and you can't find it?"

"Impossible, how could he possibly hide a secret with such limited mental strength?"

Aresa shook her head, rejecting Samara's suspicions.

Then he muttered something under his breath:

"Who is the one?"

As she spoke, Alessa gently waved her hand.

Mark, who had been looking blank, instantly returned to normal.

Mark, now lucid, blinked unconsciously.

Then, somewhat fearfully, he asked:

"What...what did you do to me?"

Samara rolled his eyes upon hearing this and muttered speechlessly:

"What are you so nervous about? Are you suggesting we'd kill you?"

Emma, ​​standing nearby, followed up with a finishing blow:

"That's right, you really look like a loser who's all bark and no bite."

This is quite different from your usual behavior.

Aresa waved expressionlessly at Samara and Emma, ​​and said in a low voice:

"Alright, there's no point in talking about that. We need to find the real killer."

Then, Alessa turned to Mark and said seriously:

"From now on, don't bully Maria. I'll protect that child."

Upon hearing this, Mark looked somewhat stunned and didn't react for a moment.

Aresa frowned slightly upon seeing this.

Then he suddenly reached out and grabbed Mark's collar!

He pulled his face directly in front of him.

He then asked in an icy tone:

"I'm talking to you, can you hear me?"

Mark, who was bent over, suddenly widened his eyes.

She nodded hastily and fearfully to Aresa, and said excitedly:

"I heard it! I heard it!"

I promise I won't bully Maria anymore!

After Alessa got the answer she wanted

He immediately reverted to his previous harmless expression.

Then, she slowly released her hand and wiped it on Mark's clothes.

"Very good, I like smart people."

Aresa looked at Samara and Emma and greeted them softly:

"Let's go, we should go back to class."

Then, he turned and left with a pouting Samara and an adoring Emma.

Watching the three little devils leave.

Mark instinctively reached out and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

But the next second, he sensed something was wrong.

The smear I just applied to my forehead... why does it feel a little off?

When Mark flipped his wrist and looked at his palm, his pupils contracted slightly!

Because we don't know when,

The paper package he was holding in his hand was accidentally crushed by him!